Uchiha Toru and Kakashi Are Indeed Popular

The leading boy looked down at his palm.

He used a Hyuga Clan palm technique on a First Year kid.

He didn't land a single hit.

The boy suddenly felt afraid to fight, a chill running down his spine.

If this kid wanted to fight back, he would have been on the ground already.

"Boss..." a boy next to him spoke, his voice laced with caution, "Let's go."

"Yeah, let's go."

The boy stood in place, looking at Shin-chan, his expression shifting multiple times before he finally lowered his hand.

"Tch."

He turned and left.

After a couple of steps, he looked back again.

Shin-chan hadn't moved, just standing there watching him.

When the boy met those eyes, a thought suddenly popped into his head: Who exactly is this kid?

But he didn't dare to ask.

He quickened his pace and left.

The remaining few quickly followed.

"Boss, wait for me."

"That kid is too weird..."

"Don't mess with him again."

The voices gradually faded away.

The corridor fell silent.

Sunlight still slanted in, falling on the patches of light on the floor.

Shin-chan scratched his head, saying with a look of regret, "The game's already over? I just started playing."

Shota opened his mouth, unsure what to say. After a long while, he finally spoke softly.

"Thank you."

Shin-chan waved his hand and turned towards the classroom. "Next time they play games, call me. I still want to play."

Shota stood in place, watching his retreating back.

The sunlight shone on that red back, so bright it was a little dazzling.

Shota raised his hand, wiped his eyes, and then followed.

The two walked one after another down the sun-drenched corridor.

Footsteps sounded softly, then fell softly.

When Shin-chan returned to the classroom, he found several girls standing at the entrance.

They were huddled together, whispering, their faces a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"Is this it?"

"Yeah, this is the First Year Class A classroom."

"I watched the match yesterday, he was so cool."

Shin-chan walked past them and was about to enter when a hand reached out to stop him.

"Excuse me, classmate, please wait a moment."

Shin-chan looked up and saw a girl with a ponytail looking down at him, her face a little red.

"What is it?"

The girl bit her lip and took out a Pink envelope from behind her.

"Um... could you please give this to Uchiha Toru?"

Shin-chan looked down at the envelope. It was written in cute handwriting: "For Uchiha Toru."

"This is..."

"Please," the girl clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling. "Please be sure to give it to him personally."

The other girls also gathered around.

"And mine too."

"Mine too, please."

Shin-chan suddenly had three or four letters in his hands. Some had stickers on them. He looked at the pile of letters, then up at the girls with expectant faces, and agreed.

"Okay."

After speaking, he took the pile of letters and walked two steps into the classroom, then stopped and looked back.

The girls were still standing there, looking at him expectantly.

"Anything else?"

The girls looked at each other, and then two more walked over, stuffing envelopes into his hands.

"Thanks."

"Please."

Shin-chan's hands now held two more Pink envelopes.

As soon as he entered the classroom, it was chaotic inside, with people chatting and others roughhousing.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Toru was sitting at his seat, feeling somewhat bewildered.

His desk was piled high with letters, Pink ones, Light Blue ones, some even tied with a Ribbon.

Shin-chan walked over and placed the few letters in his hand on top of the pile.

Uchiha Toru looked up and asked him, "What is this?"

"Some girls at the door asked me to help deliver them," Shin-chan said, pointing towards the classroom door.

Uchiha Toru looked at the few additional letters, his expression growing even more confused.

After a few seconds of silence.

"What is this, exactly?" he asked.

Shin-chan tilted his head. "Love Letters, probably."

"Love Letters?"

"Yeah, letters written by girls who like you."

Uchiha Toru's face instantly flushed red, and he started to stammer, "L-like me?"

"Mm-hmm."

Uchiha Toru lowered his head and looked at the pile of envelopes in front of him, his ears turning so red they looked like they were about to bleed. His voice grew quieter and quieter, "But I don't even know them."

Shin-chan sat down next to him, looked at the pile of letters, then at Uchiha Toru's expression, and said with a straight face, "Love is like that, unpredictable."

"Then what should I do?" Uchiha Toru asked, seeking help instinctively, as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"What do you mean, 'what to do'?"

"It's just..." Uchiha Toru pointed to the pile of letters, "This, what should we do with it?"

Shin-chan rubbed his chin and thought, saying uncertainly, "Read them?"

"After reading them, then what?"

"Then?" Shin-chan scratched his head, "Then I don't know either."

Uchiha Toru looked at him.

Shin-chan also looked at him.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

"You haven't received any?"

Shin-chan shook his head, "No."

"Really none?" Uchiha Toru was a little surprised.

Shin-chan thought for a moment and said very seriously, "Children are too troublesome, I only like pretty older sisters."

Uchiha Toru opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. After a long while, he quietly reminded him, "But we are both children."

"Yeah." Shin-chan nodded, "That's why I'm not interested in children."

Uchiha Toru looked at his serious expression and suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Then you were helping them deliver letters just now."

"Helping is helping." Shin-chan said, "They asked me to help, so I helped."

Uchiha Toru lowered his head, looked at the pile of letters in front of him again, and sighed slightly, "Then what should we do with these?"

Until the School Bell rang, the two still hadn't found the answer to this question.

Shin-chan packed his schoolbag and walked towards Kakashi's Seat.

Kakashi was also packing his things. There was a Cardboard Box at his feet, filled with letters.

Pink, Light Blue, White, some folded into a Heart Shape, some tied with a Ribbon, neatly stacked in the box, almost overflowing.

Shin-chan leaned closer to look. The letters were addressed to "To Kakashi Hatake", and some even had cute little drawings on them.

"These are all Love Letters, right?"

"Mm."

"So much?"

"Let's go." Kakashi picked up the box, his expression indifferent.

"Oh." Shin-chan followed him, taking two steps before he couldn't help but glance at the box again.

Kakashi said nothing.

The two of them walked out of the classroom, through the corridor, and to the back of the teaching building.

Several large trash cans were placed there.

Kakashi walked over and dumped the box into one of the cans.

The pink, blue, and white envelopes rustled into the trash can. A few fell open, revealing neat handwriting inside.

Kakashi didn't even glance at them. He folded the empty box and placed it by the can.

Then he turned around.

"You're throwing them away?" Shin-chan scratched his head and asked, "Aren't you going to read them?"

"No point."

Kakashi's footsteps didn't falter at all.

The people who wrote those letters had only seen him during his matches and written those words.

That was all.